SLAMMEDBy Colleen Hover
Published January 5th 2012 by
Colleen Hoover
Following the unexpected death of her father, 18-year-old Layken is forced to be the rock for both her mother and younger brother. Outwardly, she appears resilient and tenacious, but inwardly, she's losing hope.
Enter Will Cooper: The attractive, 21-year-old new neighbor with an intriguing passion for slam poetry and a unique sense of humor. Within days of their introduction, Will and Layken form an intense emotional connection, leaving Layken with a renewed sense of hope.
Not long after an intense, heart-stopping first date, they are slammed to the core when a shocking revelation forces their new relationship to a sudden halt. Daily interactions become impossibly painful as they struggle to find a balance between the feelings that pull them together, and the secret that keeps them apart
Slammed Series *Links to Goodreads
Slammed (Slammed, #1)
Point of Retreat (Slammed, #2)
This Girl (Slammed, #3) *Expected publication: April 30th 2013 by Atria Books
One of THE BEST Young Adult books that I've ever read!
Sometimes a book takes you into a journey, grips you, holds you down, with no release. That's why I love to read, and these are the books that make it happen for me.
This book is one of them.
Outrageous. Contagious. Simple. Thought provoking. Raw. Heartbreaking. Defying. Poetic. Caring. Charming. Fantastic. Maddening. Emotional. Life. Death. Sadness. Growth. Love. Hate!
Ladies and Gentlemen! What we have here is a WINNER!
I'm not going to get into the plot of this story, instead I'm going to express my love for this book and it's characters.
Will your a hero in my eyes. Your young and full of responsibility. You put others first, you've been through a ton of drama, but your a MAN, not a BOY at twenty-one. Your mature and had to grow up way too fast. I hurt for you, and your loss. Your words slayed me and tore at my sole. I only wished things could of been easier for you. It's tough to have so many road blocks in the way of life and love, but so many times you did the right thing. You could of been selfish and throw caution to the wind, but you knew what came first at the time, and I give you much props for choosing to make the right decisions. Your words were inspiring, and inspired others. You will make a great teacher, someday. I hope your relationship with Lake has less obstacles in the way. You deserve happiness, and a new family is what can come from all the sadness.
Lake-Yes, I'm going to call you that, because we are friends. Your similar in so many ways to Will. HE IS YOUR SOUL MATE! Don't let him slip away. I cried for you and what you had to endure, not once, but twice! Your becoming stronger and braver and just as responsible as Will. I know at times it was tough, and your heart seemed to shatter into a million pieces, but your Mom & Dad raised you right, and I'm glad you found your way without giving up on those that loved you. You were a little immature at times, but I accepted that. I saw how Will made you see things in a different light and I praise him for it. You must know how much your parents loved you, and I'm so glad you took on such a huge responsibility. I hurt for you, and what you lost. Hold tight to the memories, because that's all there is. Clasp tightly to your clip, and to what you have left.
Eddie-BRAVE is what comes to mind. You lead a tough life, your words broke me down and had me bawling. I'll never look at a pink balloon the same way again. I hurt for you, but I'm so glad you found the strength to be the person you are today. Thank goodness you found a family, and Gavin. Gavin is your soul mate, and loves you with every fiber of his body, I can tell!
Gavin- You too, had me surprised at your maturity. You loved Eddie, and made her complete. You make her a better person., and I love how you expressed your love to her.
Slammed is a poetic, beautifully written, young adult book. It's like your favorite warm blanket on a cold winter's night. It's a definite must read, and holds a special place on my bookshelf. The words will grip you as well as the characters, and to add to all the greatness is the powerful "Slams"
LOVE, LOVE IT!
Miss Hoover thank you! Your words are inspiring, thought provoking, and just plain beautiful.
5/5
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| If I could shower you with 100 rose petals that is where my love holds true for this book! |
“Don't take life too seriously. Punch it in the face when it needs a good hit. Laugh at it.”
“BLUE SWEATER
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Do you hear that?
That's the sound of my heart beating...
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Do you hear that? That's the sound of your heart beating.
It was the first day of October. I was wearing my blue sweater, you know the one I bought at Dillard’s? The one with a double knitted hem and holes in the ends of the sleeves that I could poke my thumbs through when it was cold but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater you said made my eyes look like reflections of the stars on the ocean.
You promised to love me forever that night...
and boy
did you
ever!
It was the first day of December this time. I was wearing my blue sweater, you know the one I bought at Dillard’s? The one with a double knitted hem and holes in the ends of the sleeves that I could poke my thumbs through when it was cold but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater you said made my eyes look like reflections of the stars on the ocean.
I told you I was three weeks late
You said it was fate.
You promised to love me forever that night...
and boy
did you
ever!
It was the first day of May. I was wearing my blue sweater, although this time the double stitched hem was wornand the strength of each thread tested as they were pulled tight against my growing belly. You know the one. The same one I bought at Dillard’s? The one with holes in the ends of the
sleeves that I could poke my thumbs through when it was cold
but I didn't feel like wearing gloves? It was the same sweater
you said made my eyes look like reflections of the stars on the
ocean.
The SAME sweater you RIPPED off of my body as
you shoved me to the floor,
calling me a whore ,
telling me
you didn't love me
anymore.
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Do you hear that? That's the sound of my heart beating.
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Bom Bom...
Do you hear that? That's the sound of your heart
beating.
(There is a long silence as she clasps her hands to her stomach, tears streaming down her face)
Do you hear that? Of course you don't. That's the silence
of my womb.
Because you
RIPPED
OFF
MY
SWEATER!”
